Sunday, December 26, 2004

[a poem I wrote today]


in judgement we gather
face to face from many paths
to meet our shared part in reaching
a verdict beyond this body

to make room for agreement
between our petty differences
over ritual slaughter of fact

our host reckons we stop
to ponder how the blame and bargains
test our firm resolve to reconcile
outstanding issues that persist

in communion we submit
factions of our very best
made with such conviction at the table
right before us

some are loyal to the law
some just want to nullify
one does not belong

on balance, unjustified

so then we offer up
another round of arguements
prolonged by much objections
at the detail

it can leave us hanging by a thread
at the end of our rope

1 comment:

  1. Excellent. The last stanza is perfect.